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The Island Ch. 01

Date: 26.06.2009

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For the first time in ten minutes I became aware of my surrounds, the sounds of heavy breathing still reaching my ears.

"That was amazing." I said, not sure if anyone could even hear it. No one had responded anyway.

All the remaining strength draining from my muscles.

The last thing I remember was feeling a thin trickle of fluid trailing from my pussy as I drifted off into blissful slumber.

I wasn"t sure exactly how much time had passed when I felt someone gently shaking my shoulder.

My eyes were still heavy as I pushed my lids up and found Christa, now back to normal, standing in front of me, my body back in my own room resting again in the recliner.

"We"re hitting the sack Stacy. Why don"t you get cleaned up and call it a night."

The clock on the nightstand read 1:05 a.m.

She walked towards the door and it was almost closed behind her when I finally came fully awake and spoke.

"Good night." I said too late to catch her, regretting Christa"s departure.

A shower seemed like the last thing I wanted with my bed calling me only a few feet away but I needed to get the makeup off and some moisturizer rubbed thoroughly into every crack and crevice. I could see my haggard reflection in the mirror and realized that the five o"clock shadow was well passed and my bearded stubble was easily visible enough through the heavy makeup base I had applied this morning. I stripped off the nightie and was ready to pull my undies off when I felt them sticking to my groin. Upon a cursory examination I had realized that during my brief snooze, I had gotten so aroused by the dream that I filled my underwear with a tablespoon of cum that had soaked into the lace.

Relieved that Christa hadn"t noticed it I pulled them off, buried them in the bottom of the hamper and pushed the simple shower curtain aside.

The hot water was refreshing but sleep was even more demanding and I climbed out as soon as I was done scrubbing. Slipping back into the nightie I kicked off the lights and chanced a quick peek into the hall. The house was quiet and I laid down on the bed, sliding beneath the covers. I had been dressed up and had gone out before with Christa but to do this all day and under such stress, my body and mind was needing time to recharge and within a minute or two I could feel the familiar signs of sleep pouring over me once again.

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